Howling Winds

Written May 10, 2013. Well... I was crying.

Rain threatening to pour, so much pain don’t know what for. Every word comes out all wrong, just listen when she sings a song Every stanza she sings her thoughts, and thing’s she’s overcome and fought. Alone she sees rain, and all she hears is thunder; The rain falls so often, she feels she’s going under… But she can’t swim, she can’t float. There’s no raft, there’s no boat. Raining over the ocean, falling... in one motion. She wants someone to listen, but these fears are like a prison. Keeping her from rising, higher... she could be climbing. But the howling winds, they never cease, always screaming, never at ease. Constantly throwing the waves, roaring and shoving the rain… I cry, I cry, the rain is pouring... I scream, I scream; the wind is roaring... I see red, I can’t breathe; the waves are soaring... I can’t swim … Please stop this mourning.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

That was intense... this felt like a just let your pen hit the paper and go type of write. Well done!

[Angel Criner]

Much appreciated.